Sofia's POV
Cradled through the forest in Lucas's embrace is a mix of confusion, sadness, and safety. I'd be scared if I were walking by myself. I can see absolutely nothing and envy his abilities. If I had been a wolf, maybe I could have smelled that it wasn't Jacob and alerted Lucas. Jacob's words have never been more true. How humans survive surrounded by supernaturals is beyond me.
Maybe we aren't supposed to?
The drum in my chest has calmed down due to the tenderness from Lucas. I try not to sob too much as he is quiet. I don't know what to say to him, and I'd expect him to feel the same way.
Rustling in the dark alerts me about movement. Now that I can hear, it's like everything is loud in the dark.
"It's Jacob and the others," Lucas whispers to me as I jerk in his arms. We have
